1.
Who is Silvia? What is she,
That all our swains commend her?
Holy, fair, and wise is she.
The heaven such grace did lend her
‖: That she might admirèd be. :‖
2.
Is she kind as she is fair?
For beauty lives with kindness.
Love doth to her eyes repair
To help him of his blindness,
‖: And, being helped, inhabits there. :‖
3.
Then to Silvia, let us sing
That Silvia is excelling.
She excels each mortal thing
Upon the dull earth dwelling.
‖: To her let us garlands bring. :‖